Locked Door
The scent of spice tea wafted through the air. Searching for it, I wandered down the narrow cobblestone alley and turned the corner to find this door.
Whatever could be behind this locked door that they don't want us to see?
posted by Rhonda Halushka @ 9:29 AM
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By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
Open, locks,
Whoever knocks!
....right?
Anita Marie
Ooh, I love doors.
Reminds me of closed doors in Italy and wondering what lay behind. As a tourist I felt kind of shut out. Here I can open the door and wander on in.
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